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Paparazzi is a unique profession in the entertainment industry.

They make huge profits by secretly filming the privacy of celebrities.

Generally speaking, after some principled paparazzi secretly photographed celebrities’ scandals or privacy, they would take the initiative to contact the celebrity’s company and ask the company behind the celebrity to spend money to buy the photos, videos, or even recordings in their hands.

But paparazzi without principles can do anything.

Just like Wang Zhuo.

There are not a hundred, but fifty celebrities whose privacy has been photographed by him.

Some are photos of the relationship between men and women, which can generally sell for 20 to [-].

Some are revealing videos, and the price will be a little higher.

There are also some photos or videos that may ruin a star's reputation once they are released, and these can sell for millions or even tens of millions.

Of course, this depends on the status of the celebrity.

Wang Zhuo was hired to secretly photograph Shaoyang this time, and the price was as high as 1000 million. If he secretly photographed something explosive, the price would be even higher.

When the nanny's car was parked on the side of the road, Wang Zhuo immediately asked Huang Mao to pull over.

"Boss, how much is the boss of Donghuang Entertainment paying for this business?"

"500."

"Hey, 500 million?"

Wang Zhuo smiled and said, "With Shaoyang's current reputation, 500 million is considered low."

"Boss, if we finish this business, I can..."

"Don't worry, you follow me, as long as I have a bite of meat, I won't miss you."

"Thank you boss."

"Out!"

As soon as Wang Zhuo finished speaking, Du Mengmeng bought a few bottles of mineral water from a convenience store and returned to the car.

Yang Lan asked, "Where are you going now?"

Shao Yang said: "Their target should be me, send Hu Ziqi and the others back first, but don't stop at their door."

"it is good."

Yang Lan stepped on the accelerator and continued to walk where Hu Ziqi was going.

Shaoyang said helplessly: "The one who should come will always come. After Hu Ziqi and Du Mengmeng get off the car later, Sister Lan, you put me about five kilometers away from home. Don't they like to follow? Then I'll let them follow along tonight."

"Are you getting out of the car alone?"

"Ah."

"But……"

"Don't worry, it's fine."

Yang Lan nodded and didn't say anything else. After the car drove near the place where Hu Ziqi lived, Hu Ziqi and Du Mengmeng got out of the car first.

Yang Lan continued to drive, and the Toyota behind him followed.

Their goal was really Shaoyang.

This made Yang Lan inexplicably worried. Do I have to pay attention to whether there are paparazzi following me every time I go out?

Two 10 minutes later.

"Just stop here." Shaoyang said: "Jiajia, you go home first, I will go back in about half an hour, you remember to lock the door, I brought the key."

"You pay attention to safety."

"Do not worry."

Shao Yang put on a mask and hat, opened the door and got out of the car.

Huang Mao on the van glanced at the surrounding scene, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why did you stop here, this doesn't look like where he lives."

Wang Zhuo pointed to the neon lights on both sides of the street and said with a smile: "Could it be that he just wanted to find a girl to 'relax' after participating in the singer-songwriter finals?"

"Boss, Shaoyang really got out of the car."

"There must be a problem getting out of the car at this time!" Wang Zhuo immediately said: "Pack up your equipment and prepare to follow."

"Okay."

Huang Mao stopped the car quickly, took a backpack from the back seat, and got out of the car with Wang Zhuo.

Wang Zhuo ordered: "Put on a mask."

"Boss, it's so late, it's unnecessary."

"If you are in our line of business, if you don't show your face outside, don't show your face outside."

"alright."

Huang Mao put on a mask and followed Shaoyang with Wang Zhuo from a distance.

As Huang Mao walked, he turned on the camera in the bag, put the bag on his back, and put the camera in the bag again.

His backpack is a bit special. There is a circular lens decoration in the middle. It is nothing special at first glance, but the lens is black from the outside, but the camera in the bag can clearly record it. The outside picture.

"Boss, where is he going?"

"Don't talk, just follow along."

corner intersection.

There is a mirror.

Shao Yang looked up and found that the two people were indeed following him. He took off his jacket and tied it around his waist, took out the airpods from his pocket, put them on, and started jogging along the path.

"Why are you still running?"

"Follow up quickly, don't get lost."

"it is good."

Shaoyang has the habit of jogging when there is no notice. This place is about five or six kilometers away from home, which is about the distance of his morning jog.

In order to prevent the two of them from driving over, he deliberately chose some small roads that were not easy for cars to drive in.

Shaoyang is already familiar with this area.

He pretended not to know that there was someone following him, and kept running along the path.

5 minutes!

10 minutes!

Half an hour!

"Heh, heh, heh..." Wang Zhuo stopped panting heavily, covered in sweat, waved his hands and said, "I...I can't do it anymore, Huang Mao, you continue to follow, don't get lost gone."

"I...I can't run anymore..."

Except for the sneak shots, the two of them usually stay at home all day. Wherever they have exercised, their physical strength is naturally not as good as that of Shaoyang.

"After this event is completed, I will give you 200 million yuan!"

Hear the three words '200 million'.

Huang Mao became more energetic in an instant, he gritted his teeth and continued to follow.

Another 10 minutes passed.

Huang Mao felt that his legs were filled with lead, and he could no longer run.

This shit is almost four and ten minutes.

You still want to run?

Huang Mao was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother.

One must know that Shaoyang didn't carry anything on his body except the mobile phone in his pocket.

And Huang Mao also carried a bag, and there was a camera in the bag.

Although this camera is not very heavy, after running for so long, Huang Mao felt like he was carrying a mountain on his back.

Every step you take is torture.

Throat burning.

Sweat fell like rain.

"Damn, for the 200 million, I will follow you even if I die today."

Huang Mao obviously didn't realize the seriousness of the problem. When he was out of breath, Shaoyang, who was about seven or eight meters away in front, suddenly started to speed up.

Fuck the mud horse!

After Huang Mao followed for another 800 meters, he couldn't run anymore.

Ah…

Ah…

Ah…

He was clasping his knees with his hands, and the sweat on his forehead fell to the ground like heavy rain.

Huang Mao just stared at Shaoyang as he turned into another street, and then disappeared in front of his eyes.

"Shaoyang, I hate you uncle!"

The moment Shaoyang disappeared from sight, he sat down on the ground, took out his mobile phone and sent Wang Zhuo a location.

Wang Zhuo drove around, saw Huang Mao sitting on the ground, and asked anxiously, "Where is Shaoyang?!"

"That dog kept running and running. I was really out of strength, so... I just lost it."

"I lost my track!!!"

"Boss, you can't blame me. Who would run for four to five ten minutes at eleven o'clock in the evening?"

"Hold!"

"Boss, forget it tonight, I'm really tired."

"Useless things, get in the car."

You just ran for half an hour, I followed for about five or 10 minutes, and you still scolded me for being useless?

Huang Mao cursed a few words in his heart, and got into the car in disgrace.

Unwilling to give up, Wang Zhuo walked around the neighborhood for two more times, and after not seeing Shaoyang, he drove back to the hotel.

……

After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly got up from the bed.

He took a big gulp of fresh air, his chest trembling.

Confused, puzzled, all kinds of emotions came to my mind.

where is this?

Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously observed his surroundings, and then became even more at a loss.

A single dormitory?

Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.

And my own body... How come there is no injury at all.

With doubts, Shi Yu quickly swept his gaze across the room, and finally settled on a mirror by the bedside.

The mirror reflected his current appearance, he was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was very handsome.

But the problem is, it's not him!

My previous self was a handsome young man in his 20s who had been working for a while.

But now, no matter how you look at it, this appearance is only the age of a high school student...

This change left Shi Yu in a daze for a long time.

Don't tell him that the operation was a success...

The body and appearance have changed. This is not a question of whether to have surgery or not, but a fairy art.

He turned into a completely different person!

Could it be... that he crossed over by himself?

In addition to the mirror on the bedside which was obviously placed in a bad feng shui position, Shi Yu also found three books beside it.

Shi Yu picked it up and took a look, the title made him silent for an instant.

"Necessary Beast Breeding Handbook for Novice Breeders"

"Postpartum Care of Pet Animals"

"Guidelines for Evaluation of Alien Beast Ear Girls"

Shi Yu:? ? ?

The titles of the first two books are quite normal, what's the matter with you in the last one?

"cough."

Shi Yu's eyes were serious, and he stretched out his hand, but soon his arm stiffened.

Just when he was about to open the third book to see what it was, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a large amount of memories flooded in like a flood.

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